GLAMOUR PHOTOGRAFY

. . . lately have been thinking about the things we always come back to—the crashing waves of the ocean, a favourite fragrance or countryside road, a novel or restaurant; for some, there are the same colours, designers, or interiors . . .



. . . and for me, it is this manhattan apartment, belonging to fashion designer betsey johnson—a maximalist heaven of overflowing bouquets of roses and utterly breathtaking pink walls, beautiful chandeliers and yards upon yards of antique lace . . .

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. . . positively adore bright colours in the springtime, but nearly always on others, for here, it's lacy whites and billowy pastels—and yet, at a time of year when the brightness of longer days beautifully envelopes everything, it's nearly impossible not to be drawn to shades of tangerine and cerise, and daffodil silk, and most of all, fuchsia, so elegantly chic when paired with white, that it may be time to fall headfirst . . .

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“We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open.”

. . . astonishingly, very nearly at the month of march, two months of the new year passed already, and already, windows have been open to the late-winter air that is now, nearly imperceptibly, tinged with the promise of blossoming magnolia trees and longer, sun-drenched days ahead, and so, for today, it's away with wintry things, soft flushed cheeks, and a dash of perfect pink across the lips . . .



[images: tayane leão by j.r. duran for vogue brazil january 2012 / stylist: giovanni frasson / hair & makeup: max weber via studded hearts /// photography by a girl, a style via my girly side]

. . . ruched satin dresses with lace underpinnings, leopard print coats and champagne-dipped opera gloves, french dots, golden shoes and blush-coloured cardigans -- the nina ricci pre-fall collection is filled with a certain ladylike charm and pure romance . . .

. . . and the realization that it was already [and impossibly] mid-december set in this morning, even before the first cup of coffee, and there are still so many plans to make, and things to do, and if you're running a little behind on the holiday shopping, as is the case here, a few perfectly pretty things, for best friends [or yourself], in shades of blush and bits of gold . . .

happy monday! hope your week is off to a perfect start,
roséline xo

{p.s.} and also for décor

. . . warm neutrals, deep blues and pale blues, silver & gold, warm slate & evergreen -- so many beautiful colour combinations for the holiday season, and while this year may be white & gold, perhaps, little bits of rose may find their way into glasses and cushions, cakes and pastries and the edges of teacups . . .











{images: one // two // three // four // five // six}

. . . to follow, but for now . . .


R E C E N T L Y : A R O U N D & A B O U T

* new this week, a few picks on elle decor's design insiders' weekly finds for a second time -- the first being, coincidentally, also following a trip to paris . . .

* for those who may have missed or just arriving : fall essentials


{images : 1 & 3, the coveteur, 2, classy in the city; all via sarah's pinterest}

. . . isn't this the loveliest silk dress? at once sexy & pretty -- belted and with heels, and it's off for a late lunch date with devastatingly handsome company . . .

{p.s.} more of this collection: one // two // three // four


{image & hilla dress from the fall / winter 2011 collection by greta, via simple blueprint}

. . . can never resist a perfect juxtaposition -- old & new, high & low, vintage & modern, rock & refined -- the last of which, applies literally to this utterly stunning bathroom, with its modern concrete walls and rustic pebble-tiled floor, perfectly set against glamorous golden fixtures and palest pink . . .



{image: côté maison via french by design & my paradissi}

. . . crown moulding and crown canopies, topiaries and seashell chandeliers, palest pink & time-worn treasures in a french cottage that was most positively made for afternoon romance . . .











{p.s.} a very special thank you to sarah at haute design for so thoughtfully sending along these lovely images

. . . last week, it was vanilla yogurt popsicles, and this week, campari-citrus sorbet . . . summer is seeping into the hours and days with its golden rays and all one can do is feel the warmth on cheekbones and bare shoulders and stop for ice cream along the way . . .

c a m p a r i - c i t r u s s o r b e t
grapefruit, makes 1.5 quarts

1 cup sugar
1 cup water
3 cups grapefruit juice
1/2 cup campari

Mix the water and sugar together in a small pan over a low heat, bringing to boil until the sugar dissolves. Allow the simple syrup to boil for exactly 4 minutes (this will give the sorbet the best consistency). Remove from heat and cool (makes a little over 1 cup).

Combine the citrus juice and Campari and add 1 cup of the cooled syrup. Adjust to taste -- want to add a tablespoon or two extra syrup if you prefer it less tart. Remember, the mixture will taste slightly sweeter in liquid form than it does when frozen.

Freeze in an ice cream machine according to manufacturer’s directions {if you do not have an ice cream machine, they also make perfect popsicles}. After churning, allow sorbet to set in the freezer at least two hours.

. . . must confess, these days, would most likely find me anywhere {most likely in the office} other than the kitchen, unless it is to pour the champagne, or to linger about the hors d'œuvre, and of course, when there are cream-filled cakes and heart-shaped shortbread cookies sprinkled with confectioners' sugar . . .

{p.s.} a recent places feature, where one might also find me: here


{images: photography by anna kern; photography by sussie bell, styling selina lake for tesco; by yvestown, yvonne eijkenduijn on flickr & blogged here}

"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer."